Chapter 271: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 268: The Divine Might Emperor Is Peerless i

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"Let's talk serious business first."

Upon hearing the words "serious business," Feicui's mind tilted slightly.

Is Xuan Ge's so-called serious business really serious business?

The curve of Feicui's lips followed suit and took a turn: "Your Majesty, we are discussing serious business right now."

She tilted her head to look at Xuan Ge, the amusement in her eyes clearly saying.

Your serious business and my serious business don't seem to be words from the same dictionary.

"Cough cough." Xuan Ge coughed, feeling he had been seen through completely in front of Feicui.

"I'm referring to the matter of the competition."

"Alright." Feicui withdrew her gaze, no longer continuing to press him about that improper "serious business."

"Someone beating a drum to cry injustice is nothing rare." Xuan Ge looked at Scott, "Someone crying injustice before the Shen Wu Corps is also nothing rare."

Scott swallowed, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

"Someone crying injustice in front of the masses, even in front of Us — now that is rare."

"Yo... Your Majesty... I... am not... this subject... um..." Scott was thoroughly frightened. Xuan

The Emperor used "Us," meaning this matter was no longer a small internal company abacus.

Rather, the Xian Zhou would intervene and fairly sort things out from beginning to end.

"Here are the materials." Feicui, linking arms with Xuan Ge, pulled out her phone, tapped the screen lightly twice, and a set of data immediately projected onto the light screen.

Xuan Ge read down line by line.

The more he looked, the more he felt that Ao Si Wa Er Duo's methods of manipulating and exploiting people were far more excessive than his own, this Emperor who simply covets large breasts.

After finishing the materials, his mind summed up only one sentence.

What does "I ate one bowl of noodles, but have to pay for two bowls" mean?

This isn't bullying an honest person!

"Feicui, you say, does this count as having a just cause?" Xuan Ge's gaze moved away from the light screen and landed on Feicui's side face.

Feicui perceived this gaze, slightly turned her face, her earlobes tightening for an instant.

Him looking like this... she couldn't quite bear it.

"Why ask me, Your Majesty? You have your own judgment in your heart. I am but a lone woman, unfit to discuss matters of state."

She turned her face away, her voice lowered half a degree from usual.

"Hehe~~" Seeing her like a shy little girl, Xuan Ge didn't continue staring, withdrawing his gaze to look at Scott again.

"Your materials, We have read. Unexpected, the Market Expansion Department still has a clear stream."

"Yo... Your Majesty... I..."

"Hm?" Xuan Ge let out a prompting sound from his nasal cavity.

"This subject... this subject doesn't know about this matter. I am just a tiny employee..." Scott trembled like a sieve, every word popping out from between his teeth.

"Hm." Xuan Ge nodded, not interrupting his stammer.

"Scott, you have ambition, have a bottom line, We can see that. But..."

His words lightly turned, "Your platform isn't high enough, your identity isn't hard enough. Even if you climb upward, climb with all your might, in the end you'll still eat blood-soaked steamed buns."

"Your Majesty." Scott took a deep breath, straightened his body, first cupped his fist in a salute, only then trembling as he stood up from the ground.

This was the first time since entering this viewing room that he dared look Xuan Huang straight in the eye.

He did not have the capacity to bear the retribution brought by the karma of killing, or other losses; he was just an ordinary person.

He knew that once he crossed this bottom line, his official career would end from then on.

But in officialdom, good people cannot survive.

So he could only do his utmost to steal chickens and pet dogs, be corrupt and accept bribes, sell offices and titles.

This was his only path to climb upward.

Xuan Ge looked at him, a trace of appreciation rising in his heart; Scott was very clear, he knew what kind of person he was.

"If it truly comes to that step, my bottom line also won't be broken." Scott negated Xuan Ge's definition of him.

"Confident people, I've seen many. Back then Yu Huang was one of them."

Xuan Ge continued to negate him, tone still flat, but every word carried weight.

"Your Majesty, as for me, stealing chickens and petting dogs, corruption and bribery, selling offices and titles — I've done them all, more or less."

Scott put life and death aside.

He didn't know Xuan Huang's temper, and he truly was very afraid of dying, afraid that one careless move might offend Xuan Huang and bring catastrophic disaster.

But Xuan Huang negated his bottom line.

He admitted he wasn't a good person, but absolutely not a thorough villain either.

He mustered courage, pushing the words further.

"But murder and robbery, isn't that a bit too evil? I, Linden Scott. Family crest is the Lone Wolf, family precept: no friends, no enemies, only prey."

He paused, his Adam's apple rolling again. This time not from fear.

"What a pity, in the past decades of life, this Lone Wolf has done nothing but serve as a dog for others."

"If Xuan Huang wants to quell the public opinion brought by the competition just now, I think I can use this life of mine to block the world's mouths."

He looked at Xuan Ge, and his eyes finally held no more evasion.

"I still want to die as a wolf. A dog's deeds, I will never do again. I only beg the Xuan Emperor to let me die in the name of a wolf."

Finished speaking, he cupped his fists, closed his eyes and lowered his head, quietly waiting for the Xuan Emperor to speak.

Feicui glanced sideways at Xuan Ge.

Just now, that literary contest of Sunday's did have public opinion, but it was all directed at the Market Expansion Department, or rather at the company, and had not the slightest relation to the Xian Zhou.

The reason Xuan Ge intervened was because Sunday came to his door seeking a solution, so he took on this problem in the name of righteousness.

As for Scott — he actually knew from the very beginning that coming to compete in the name of the Market Expansion Department meant he was being sent to take the fall.

If trouble truly broke out, either way meant death.

But he chose to die standing, to die with dignity.

She was very curious what the Xuan Emperor would do.

Xuan Ge did not know what thoughts were turning in Feicui's heart.

He merely looked at this Scott who had suddenly blown up before his eyes, and felt some confusion in his heart.

What did I say? How did you suddenly turn into someone generously seeking martyrdom?

Weren't we just talking about how hard it is not to eat blood mantou on the climb upward? How did you suddenly jump onto the frequency of sacrificing oneself for righteousness?

But be that as it may, Scott has guts.

"Since you want to die, then die on the Xian Zhou. Afterwards Feicui and Sha Jin will make the appropriate arrangements for you."

Hearing these words, Scott's whole body was like a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, and also like being yanked out of an ice cellar and thrown into a hot spring.

The first half — the Xuan Emperor truly sentenced him to death.

The second half — that was a golden decree like paradise.

"Your subject thanks the Emperor." Scott was just about to kneel on the ground, but his knees had not yet bent when an invisible force steadily propped him up.

Xuan Ge raised his hand, and the Mingtu Power lightly supported his body.

"Kneeling is forbidden. Even if I become Emperor, the common people at most pay respects when they see me. Unless under special circumstances, please keep your knees for yourself."

"Y-yes... yes... Your Majesty..."

Hearing these words, Scott's lips trembled violently twice, and then tears and snot burst out together, completely unable to hold back.

So the Xuan Emperor wasn't a villain — so the Xuan Emperor standing at the peak of the Huan Yu actually thinks highly of little people.

Xuan Ge looked at his face smeared with tears and snot, and immediately leaned back, face full of disdain: "Scram, scram, scram."

Scott finally got to hear the Xuan Emperor personally say "scram" to him.

But now he didn't want to hear this "scram" at all.

"I'll take him down." Feicui laughed helplessly.

She stood up and walked behind Scott, grabbed the collar of his clothes, and dragged his whole person outward.

Scott's heels scraped two parallel drag marks on the smooth floor tiles.

Xuan Ge watched Feicui find an excuse to leave, and his annoyance toward Scott rose another notch.

A few seconds later, a sonorous roar came from outside the viewing room, the voice still carrying the tremble of a sob.

"The Divine Might Emperor is peerless in the world! The Divine Might Emperor is supremely wise! The Divine Might Emperor causes fish to sink and geese to fall!"

Xuan Ge listened to this familiar set of lines, raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Before long, Hei Ta will come running over on grounds of copyright infringement to demand "intellectual fees" from him.